You are no wife to me, do you get it?" 
He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble.

"I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something! Asshole- idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind. 

All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity. I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze. "Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”.

 “Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?" 

"Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife." "Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth.

 "Why are you smirking at me bitch?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come. I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’. "Oh, you're about to find out," I said.

The Hurt Of Billionaire

It's been in a complicated status, and now I just don't know where I am standing. 


They say there is a thin line between love and hate, and from what I can think of right now. 


Like dancing on a thin line which I'm at a loss if I cross, and if I don't, I'm still the one at a loss. 


I'm watching this funny show on TV which I recently started watching. It's a cartoon show called oggy and the cockroaches .it was almost over, so I picked the remote to switch over to some other show. 


My brain stops working as I land myself on Ellen d genre show. It had just started, and everyone loved Ellen, so I made myself self-comfortable to watch the most amazing women in the world come out from the background. Looking all fresh and feisty, Ellen started the show with a smile, making me smile along with her. 


What can I say? Does she have an infectious charm? 


Chapter 64